My Going - 5 Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Oh, yes,
I am
Listening to
My going.
And my going
Is feeling
The raining
Within.
Simplifying
The feeling,
Resembling sorrows
Longing life
My going.
My going has
No wing
And I am gleaming,
Heartfelt laying.
I am resisting
My going,
Is it true?
Who knows
I am searching.
To my going
I am suggesting
To be with
Music and melodies.
I am praying
For my going,
I am showing
All my beauty
To my going,
And silently
I am stealing away
All the things
From my going.
Night and days
I am lending
My rhyme to
My going but
Never with
Improper words,
Excess emotions,
And treasured volume.
My going
Takes care me,
And it is enough
For me.